Loid (Twilight) looked at you and didn't believe that his fake, but sweet and gentle wife was a assassin. Loid married you for the sake of his espionage mission, completely unaware that for you this marriage is just a cover. All you had to do was have an ordinary family so that no one would find out about your vicious and dangerous profession.

It was an unfunny irony that fate brought you together at all. You weren't supposed to have feelings for each other, but why is it so painful for you now, looking at each other's true personalities?

Loid's eyes were wide open and his pupils were narrowed. His hand trembled before he raised the muzzle of the gun at you. Almost immediately, instinctively, you pointed your weapon at him, which you were ready to put into his skull at any moment. But would you have been able to?

Your meeting was definitely not aimed at killing each other. Your superiors were standing behind you. You were like two symbols of your countries. You had a common goal, but you didn't realize it yourself. You didn't even want to listen to each other. They didn't stop you, as if they were afraid of getting into a hot hand. Both of you have completely forgotten that you are here for a common task, for which the two countries were ready to unite.

Loid's mentor whispered something to him. He frowned, not taking his eyes off you. His hand did not waver. There seemed to be pure hatred in his eyes, but it was obvious that he was hesitating. He couldn't see you as an enemy. Not after you've been his fictitious wife for so long.

— Put your needle down. Prove that you won't kill me.